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Girl with the Pearl Earring - The Life of BarbaraAnne
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The Life of BarbaraAnne. Girl with the Pearl Earring. Jul 15th, 2009 at 7:20 PM. We all dream of being the most beautiful woman in the world. There are several painters who found her. Leonardo found Mona Lisa, and Vermeer found this girl. This is my favorite painting, and when I had my fake pearls made into real ones once again, I fantasized myself with her turban and costume, and those unforgettable eyes looking into your soul. 2 comments Leave a comment. Jul 17th, 2009 04:42 pm (UTC). Voices of Our Own.
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tvnews - The Life of BarbaraAnne
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The Life of BarbaraAnne. Jul 28th, 2010 at 1:24 AM. Voices of Our Own. Moshi Monsters: Language without Words. BarbaraAnnes Habbo Canada Home Page :-). The Road Not Taken. Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,. And sorry I could not travel both. And be one traveler, long I stood. And looked down one as far as I could. To where it bent in the undergrowth;. Then took the other, as just as fair,. And having perhaps the better claim,. Because it was grassy and wanted wear;. Though as for that the passing there.
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Borscht - The Life of BarbaraAnne
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The Life of BarbaraAnne. Aug 18th, 2009 at 8:12 PM. 2 comments Leave a comment. Sep 9th, 2009 03:01 pm (UTC). Hi there, I found your blog via Google while searching for first aid for a heart attack and your post looks very interesting for me. Nov 3rd, 2009 05:09 pm (UTC). Well, the recipe is from. The Shtetls of Russia and is 120 years old. It should cure cancer. :-). 2 comments Leave a comment. Voices of Our Own. Moshi Monsters: Language without Words. BarbaraAnnes Habbo Canada Home Page :-).
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Our Trip to Nuevo Laredo, Mexico - The Life of BarbaraAnne
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The Life of BarbaraAnne. Our Trip to Nuevo Laredo, Mexico. Jul 15th, 2009 at 7:47 PM. As Laredo, TX, is Spanish Texas, the beauty and sublime nature of Mexican art shines as bright as the sun. When Marilyn, Ricarda, and I went to Marti's store in Nuevo Laredo, we had a wonderful time. These are just some pictures of us enjoying a marvellous afternoon. 2 comments Leave a comment. Jul 25th, 2009 12:04 am (UTC). Barbara, i cant believe my piture is finally on the world wide web! Jul 25th, 2009 12:06 am (UTC).
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Yellowstone - The Life of BarbaraAnne
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The Life of BarbaraAnne. Jun 28th, 2009 at 1:37 AM. There are no words to describe the beauty of this place. There are, however, words to describe getting out of a camping van in 35-degree weather to go to an outdoor public toilet at 3:00 am. I will not mention them here. :-) I remember in Monterey, CA, I was invited to a hang gliding outing, and the club-owner's daughter said, "Does Barbara know it's camping? Prophetic, she was. :-) Here is the magnificent Yellowstone:. Voices of Our Own.
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Les Pets - The Life of BarbaraAnne
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The Life of BarbaraAnne. Jul 24th, 2009 at 1:16 PM. If anyone was curious as to how our pets are doing, here they are in all their glory! Grace, "What do you want from me now, you inferior, tiresome creature? Knishie, our girl Puli dog. Mazel Tov, aka Mazey, our boy Puli dog. Voices of Our Own. Moshi Monsters: Language without Words. BarbaraAnnes Habbo Canada Home Page :-). The Road Not Taken. Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,. And sorry I could not travel both. And be one traveler, long I stood.
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Grand Tetons - The Life of BarbaraAnne
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The Life of BarbaraAnne. Jun 28th, 2009 at 1:19 AM. America, America, God shed his light on thee, with purple mountains' majesty. Voices of Our Own. Moshi Monsters: Language without Words. BarbaraAnnes Habbo Canada Home Page :-). The Road Not Taken. Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,. And sorry I could not travel both. And be one traveler, long I stood. And looked down one as far as I could. To where it bent in the undergrowth;. Then took the other, as just as fair,. And having perhaps the better claim,.
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2010 - The Life of BarbaraAnne
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The Life of BarbaraAnne. Voices of Our Own. Moshi Monsters: Language without Words. BarbaraAnnes Habbo Canada Home Page :-). The Road Not Taken. Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,. And sorry I could not travel both. And be one traveler, long I stood. And looked down one as far as I could. To where it bent in the undergrowth;. Then took the other, as just as fair,. And having perhaps the better claim,. Because it was grassy and wanted wear;. Though as for that the passing there.
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Latest of ME. :-) - The Life of BarbaraAnne
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The Life of BarbaraAnne. Latest of ME. :-). Aug 12th, 2009 at 12:12 AM. Voices of Our Own. Moshi Monsters: Language without Words. BarbaraAnnes Habbo Canada Home Page :-). The Road Not Taken. Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,. And sorry I could not travel both. And be one traveler, long I stood. And looked down one as far as I could. To where it bent in the undergrowth;. Then took the other, as just as fair,. And having perhaps the better claim,. Because it was grassy and wanted wear;.
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Our Visit to Corpus Christie - The Life of BarbaraAnne
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The Life of BarbaraAnne. Our Visit to Corpus Christie. Aug 2nd, 2009 at 12:04 PM. Elliot took me to the beach at St. Padre Island, off Corpus Christi, TX. The beaches are as beautiful as Georgia, and the dunes reminded me of Marina Beach, CA. Voices of Our Own. Moshi Monsters: Language without Words. BarbaraAnnes Habbo Canada Home Page :-). The Road Not Taken. Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,. And sorry I could not travel both. And be one traveler, long I stood. And looked down one as far as I could.
